Psalms 3
1 [A Psalm by David, when he fled from Absalom his son.] Jehovah, how my adversaries have increased. Many rise up against me.
Psalmus David, Cum fugeret a facie Absalom filii sui. Domine quid multiplicati sunt qui tribulant me? multi insurgunt adversum me.
2 Many there are who say of my soul, "There is no salvation for him in God." (Selah)
Multi dicunt animae meae: Non est salus ipsi in Deo eius.
3 But you, Jehovah, are a shield around me, my glory, and the one who lifts up my head.
Tu autem Domine susceptor meus es, gloria mea, et exaltans caput meum.
4 I cried out to Jehovah with my voice, and he answered me from his holy mountain. (Selah)
Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi: et exaudivit me de monte sancto suo.
5 I lay down and slept. I awoke, for Jehovah sustains me.
Ego dormivi, et soporatus sum: et exurrexi, quia Dominus suscepit me.
6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me on every side.
Non timebo millia populi circumdantis me: exurge Domine: salvum me fac Deus meus.
7 Arise, Jehovah. Save me, my God. For you slap all my enemies in the face. You break the teeth of the wicked.
Quoniam tu percussisti omnes adversantes mihi sine causa: dentes peccatorum contrivisti.
8 Salvation belongs to Jehovah. Your blessing is upon your people. (Selah)
Domini est salus: et super populum tuum benedictio tua.
